Представляем точный текст композиции "Wha Cha Gonna Do'" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Bushwick Bill . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Wha Cha Gonna Do'» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Bushwick Bill передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Bushwick Bill - "Wha Cha Gonna Do'"
Lyrics to Wha Cha Gonna Do' : And ahh... the secret of the hidden temple is that ahh You gotta listen, as I run it down the business The jungle creed, is that the strongest feeds, on any prey it can And I was branded beast, at every feast, before I became a man Hahaha! Full swing for the jungle. John Bido in the house, its a black man thing you wouldnt understand. [Chorus:] What cha gonna do when the worlds on fire' Ima light a spliff, and keep gettin higher The worlds bout to end I dont give a fuck I aint scared to die, niggaz put that on Chuck [Verse One:] Put me in a room with four gats and four clips Aimed at my dome and I bet I wont flinch At least I get to know Im going out in a blast So either pull the trigger or you tricks better mash Cause I aint afraid to kill neither I snatch your soul like the motherfuckin grim reaper I be the, man that worries not about life Id rather piss in the wind than take a risk with eyes, yeah A brave man dies once, but a coward dies a thousand deaths Fuck a right, I make a thousand lefts Cause Im a motherfuckin thrillseeker You cant scare me with no bullshit threats, I aint afraid to die [Chorus x2] [Verse Two:] The world is on some old new-improved shit They building bombs everyday but screaming peace A piece of pussy nowaday could cost a nigga life The condom aint shit, the rubber breaks and thats your life Babies havin babies knowin not what to do For some grown ass men, niggaz old as me and you Think a nigga fuck a kid needs his motherfuckin dick chopped off Cause youse a child molester, that aint cool motherfucker Mamas keeping sons from their daddies What you sposed to teach him bitch' You aint no man, youse a hoe Monkey see, monkey do What you want my son to act like me or act like you, shit Im on the verge of suicide, so whats murder' Another casuality, cause mentally Im damaged G So I aint afraid, I aint afraid to kill And I aint afraid to die, motherfucker [Chorus x2] [Verse Three:] A punk can be controlled by death threats A mans not a man if he cant take a stand and umm Confront your foes nigga everybody bleeds So fuck bowing down to another niggas needs Curiousity, killed the cat And anybody gettin curious with mines is gettin disciplined black I lets the motherfuckin fo-fo click And thats the end of that big bad nigga shit (see-ya!) How can you be afraid of whats bound to happen You cant run and try to hide from death Death is univited, its also at a shitty time Things can creep and snatch your ass up out your prime, I lives my life Agressively, succesfully, I press to be Demanding with myself and not profess to be You cant impress me with no bullshit threats I squabble any motherfucker out your set, motherfucker [Chorus x2] [ Wha Cha Gonna Do' Lyrics ]
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